I turned 41 years old this year. FORTY ONE. It is time to start lying about my age. Shhh....don't tell anyone how old I really am. I'm going to start telling people I'm 36. I'll be like, hey, I'm 36! Do you believe me?
Now before you go wishing me a happy birthday, please let me say that I celebrated my birthday in January, the month that I was born (36 years ago, EXACTLY). So, this post is a little, ahem, late for the party. But I have to tell you about this cake because culinary resolutions list.
Number #13. Make a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting.
After I posted my list I realized that I didn't really want to make a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting, per se, I really just wanted to eat one. So I did what any brilliant person would do, I waited until my birthday and then told my husband he had to make it for me. FROM SCRATCH, I said.